Chapter 125: The Holy Maiden of Light

The limit capacity of the human intestine is about 30 liters, plus one and a half liters of elastic space in the stomach, the digestive system in an ordinary person's body can hold up half a water tank at most.

Like Wang Sheng, the belly of the god of food, but his unique kung fu that he has worked hard for decades in his two lives, and half a year ago, he went through the strengthening and transformation of the 'water and earth' holy relics in the 'Langhuan Holy Realm', and finally achieved a positive result.

Now all the food he eats will be directly decomposed and dismantled by the stomach and intestines, and three or four percent of the essence will be directly converted into true yuan and transported to the dantian, and the remaining waste will also be broken into large and small molecular clusters, which will diverge into the air from the eight veins of the Qi Jing with the flow of true yuan.

Although he has now successfully built a foundation, and the little energy that food can provide is very small, he is a natural foodie, and this lazy method that can satisfy his appetite and pretend to practice is simply a 'peerless divine skill' tailored for him, how can he abandon it.

However, today's Wang Sheng has encountered a great enemy in his life, he never expected that there would be a young man in this 'Tianxing City' who is not good-looking and thin, and he has eaten a head and neck, on a par with him, if he can't 'eat and win', then how can he still be worthy of the name of 'God of Food'.

These two 'strong hands in the meal' drink soup like a river and a sea, and the dishes are like a wind and clouds, you have a bowl of him and a plate, you have a table and a table, and in less than half an hour, they have eaten a circle at the 'Holy Donation Association'.

Wang Sheng, who was suspicious, tried repeatedly while competing for delicious food, and never found any magic fluctuations on the other party, this circle of food can support at least five elephants, this thin boy is still pouring into his mouth, without a trace of stagnation.

The noble and rich people who are here today to donate money can be regarded as an eye-opener, these people have nothing to do all day long, and it is easy to have a good show to see how to give up easily. When they saw that the food in the garden had been emptied, they immediately replenished a lot, and shouted to the two of them to continue the competition, and some good deeds opened a gambling game on the side, and shouted five and six to revel.

However, in addition to the capacity of the stomach and intestines, the decisive way to win the 'rice world' is to consider the endurance strength of the facial muscles of the 'eater'. Although Wang Sheng died half of his face and his strength was folded in half, his teeth and mouths were strengthened by the monkey master, so "One Mouth Dingjiang Mountain", "Iron Beak Peck Mountain", and "Broken Jade Divine Skill" were not practiced in vain, and the skill of "mouth and teeth" should be called the first person in Tianyuan.

The two of them ate wildly for a full hour, and the thin young man was finally defeated, he held his cheeks in both hands, squatted on the ground and kept rubbing them, a pair of angry big eyes stared at Wang Sheng fiercely, but unfortunately he no longer had the strength to fight.

Wang Dashishen stepped on the bench with one leg, a 'roasted whole sheep' in his left hand, and a bowl of water chestnut soup in his right hand, showing a relieved smile towards his subordinates. The proud look of 'young people continue to work hard' in his eyes made the other party's angry eyes glow, so that he couldn't bear his back.

Just as Wang Sheng was happily enjoying the victory, there was a noise of carriages and horses from the gate of the courtyard, and several temple deacons in white robes galloped all the way over, shouting loudly: "Dean Fang is coming to preach the training, and all the believers are quietly greeting!"

The shouts of these white-robed monks were not very loud, but Dean Fang's words were like thunder, shaking the nobles in the courtyard. They hurriedly put away the mess in the courtyard, and changed into their own honor dresses, and gathered around the statue in a dignified and solemn manner.

Zhu Pinggui finally seized the opportunity to talk, he took advantage of the chaos to bring Wang Sheng to the team of the 'Eight Guards of the Heavenly Star', nodded and invited Miss Chen over, and begged her in a low voice to help translate Mr. Wang's 'Xiahua Gang's foreign language.

"What? 10,000 catties of 'star iron', are we Zhu family fools?" Although Zhu Pinggui had already guessed that Wang Sheng must have other plans with his valuable experience of being deceived over the years, his appetite for 10,000 catties still scared him.

A palm-sized piece of 'Star Iron' on the market can be sold for thousands of magic crystals, but it is still in short supply, and it is remembered every day, and their Zhu family's 'Star Iron Mine' can't dig up a hundred catties a year!

At this moment when Zhu Pinggui and Miss Chen lowered their voices and bargained, not far from them, a group of white-robed monks were walking through the crowd. The thin foodie young man just now suddenly found his savior, and he ran out madly and threw himself into the arms of one of the monks, crying out 'wow~wow~'.

The old monk with a white beard looked very hurried, he doted on the 'foodie youth' and comforted him, then handed the child into the hands of the assistant teacher next to him, and he walked quickly to the 'Altar of Light', held up a 'amplified magic device' and said loudly: "Recently, there have been frequent appearances in the space passages, and strange demons have wreaked havoc in various places. The Cult of Light has mercy on the people of the world and has reactivated the 'Demon Killing Order' today! Each diocese needs to raise its own 'Guardian Army' to appease the security of the region. Anyone who derelicts his duties and indulges in demons will be punished as a grave crime of apostasy! Oh, this decree was jointly discussed by the 'Tianyuan Church Alliance', and it should have been said at the beginning, but the old man read it upside down. The 'Guardian Army' in the eastern region of our 'Jianghan Plain' is led by the old man Fang Zhenshan, and you nobles will send three people from each family to bring ten guards each, or pay the salary of three million demon crystals to eliminate demons, and go to my 'Dean's Office' within two days to pay all the money. ”

After Dean Fang finished reading the notice, regardless of everyone's reactions, he picked up the thin young man who couldn't stop crying and walked out. However, this 'foodie youth' did not mean to give up, he only took two steps and sat on the ground, pointed at Wang Sheng in the crowd and shouted: "It's this half-black face who bullies me! The master beats him for me! I'm not leaving!"

This bearded man Fang Zhenshan is also an arrogant and unreasonable temper, at this time the sun is already setting, he saw Wang Sheng's side black face at a glance, and thought that this was some kind of black donkey orc. Dean Fang was worried about the demon eradication in his heart, and he had no time to care about the nonsense of these children, so he snorted coldly and flicked his wrist, and then continued to walk towards the garden gate without looking back.

Wang Sheng was explaining to Chen Qing'e in a low voice how to let 'Xiao Jin' go fishing in troubled waters, when he suddenly felt a slight tremor in the soles of his feet, and he violently urged Zhenyuan with his keen sense of crisis, and used the light body kung fu of the Taoist 'Tiyun Zong', and the flat bottom was pulled up more than a zhang high without warning.

Miss Chen, who had been holding back a smile beside him, suddenly flew up when she saw Mr. Wang talking halfway, and then found a yellow light flashing in front of her, and a yellow and black ruler-length snake flashed in front of her eyes and ran after Wang Sheng.

Chen Qing'e knew that she couldn't catch up with Wang Sheng's speed, but she had been through a lot of ups and downs these days, and when she glanced around, she could see that it was the thin young man with a bad smile on her face who was doing the trick. How could Miss Chen make Wang Sheng angry in vain, she stomped on the ground with her right foot even after separating the crowd, and slammed her fist with a 'boom'.

Miss Chen's move, 'Erlang Danshan', was extremely fast with her body shape, and she pounced on the group of priests in the blink of an eye, and the thin foodie young man didn't even have time to change his expression, and saw that a white fist had been waved in front of his eyes, and at this time he had no time to react, so he could only shrink his neck and close his eyes and wait to be beaten.

The 'Winged Snake' released by Fang Zhenshan actually missed a blow, which was really beyond his expectations. What he didn't expect was that a delicate little girl in the crowd was even more violent, raising her hand was a fatal killing move, and if her strength was smashed on someone, it would definitely be a broken bone and tendon.

Seeing that the other party was coming fiercely, Fang Zhenshan hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull his apprentice behind him, raised his hand and released a half-zhang-sized black-skinned 'ironclad beast' from his cuff, blocking it in front of Chen Qing'e.

I could only hear the sound of a flesh monster, and the ironclad beast that had curled up into a ball was actually exploded by Chen Qing'e's punch, and the iron armor as tough as steel splashed around, and actually pierced dozens of unlucky eggs around it into hedgehogs.

Fang Zhenshan was used to being arrogant on weekdays, just now he just wanted to gently teach the ugly black donkey orc, in his opinion, it was already benevolent and graceful, who knew that the other party not only did not appreciate it, but also burst his own defensive treasure with one punch. The old man pointed at Chen Qing'e so angry that his hair was all open, and under the strange cry of 'wow', he put his hands together and released a male master the size of two zhang, and suddenly flew Chen Qing'e out.

Wang Sheng dodged the pounce of the little snake in the air, and when he raised his hand, a 'qigong cannon' blew up the big lion, and then he urged the magic power under his feet, drew a parabola in the air, and hid a 'green blade' behind his back with one hand, and pounced straight at the bearded old man.

Fang Zhenshan saw that these two people were not very old, but they were extremely experienced and ruthless, so he immediately put away his contempt, and released a silver-white light shield to protect his body, and then shook the sleeves of his robe, and released a circle of rare birds and beasts around him.

Wang Sheng didn't expect the bearded man to cast the spell so quickly, and as soon as his 'green blade' pierced a little spark on the white shield, he felt his right foot and left arm tighten, and he was actually curled up by the long tongues of two huge lizards at the same time. The two monitor lizards dragged him to fight each other in the air, and a jet-black 'one-horned antelope' emerged below, slashing head-on with four hooves.

The bearded monk kept releasing demon pets to fight, and this time he could touch the moldy heads of Wang Sheng and Chen Qing'e, the two of them suffered a big loss in the hands of the insect emperor, and now they hate this kind of endless 'RMB warrior' who puts pets endlessly.

Wang Sheng was in mid-air at this time, but he didn't panic at all, he raised his hand and popped two fireballs into the mouths of the two lizards, and then took advantage of their loose waist to twist sharply, turned three times in the air, and burst the left eye of the 'unicorn antelope' with one kick, kicking the black sheep and fainting.

Chen Qing'e, who came out of the crowd, saw a black sheep swinging in front of her at a very thoughtful angle, and with a move, she 'hit the elbow', flattened the black sheep, picked it up and knocked it out with an elbow, and 'cracked' and knocked down a few white-clothed monks who rushed over to help.

This Fang Zhenshan has a very high reputation in 'Heavenly Star City', and the many nobles around him who understand it, where can they stand by and watch, these people are calling loudly, some are puppets, some are called guards, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them are surrounded in the middle.

At this time, Wang Sheng had already cut off the big tongues of the two monitor lizards, and pulled Miss Chen to stand side by side in a clump of peony flowers and trees. He saw that the people around him were violent, and this place could not stay for a long time, so he pointed in the direction of the few people and took the lead in rushing over. However, the bearded Fang Zhenshan had already lost four or five demon pets, obviously did not mean to let Wang Sheng go, he shouted "wow", "Compensate the old man's sheep!" Then he rode a giant eagle into the air, and released hundreds of large and small demon pets, which surrounded the entire venue tightly.

The same is to win with the number of demon pets, and this Fang Zhenshan will be several levels away from the Insect Emperor as soon as he makes a move. At the beginning, the Monkey King swayed casually, and every insect, whether it was alive, dead, rotten, or smelly, could make the best use of it and defeat the enemy. This bearded man is good, he only throws his pets on the enemy, and lets them act by instinct, and the death of a pet is as distressed as the death of his own father, which is too stingy, so that Wang Sheng secretly scolded the old money fan for a long time.

Seeing that this 'Holy Donation Conference' had turned into a Colosseum Conference, the demon pets and nobles in the audience were roaring together, and after a while, it turned into a pot of hot porridge.

Just as Wang Sheng was about to flee desperately, from the east of the garden, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up, and a white-clothed masked woman with a soft glow all over her body fell from the sky like a fairy and flew lightly to the 'Altar of Light'.

The white light around the woman, after being reflected by the 'Statue of Light', became extremely huge, and even stretched and shrunk through the entire venue with her breathing. This light not only calmed the excitement of the people and beasts in the audience, but also cured the few priests and nobles who were injured by the ironclad beast in the blink of an eye, and with this healing power alone, it surpassed any light mage Wang Sheng had seen.

"The saint is coming~, it's the saint who is coming~!"

At this moment, all the people on the field were shocked by the peerless demeanor of the woman in white, and there was only a holy and peaceful thought left in their minds, and there was no intention of conquest. ”

Seeing that everyone was no longer moving, the woman opened her mouth and sang: "The holy light shines in all directions~, the universal salvation of the world is less sorrowful~, all the brothers in Tianxing City~, only about the divine grace of the sword-free soldiers, ~ahha~knife-free soldiers~." ”

The white-clothed woman's singing voice was low and soft, and everyone on the field listened to it in their hearts, and unconsciously felt ashamed of themselves, and even Miss Chen, who had always been tall, relaxed her whole body and tried her best to lie on the ground with a reverent face, and prayed softly.

At this time, only Wang Sheng was still awake in the audience, he pretended to squat in the middle of the crowd, nodding and pouting. As soon as this 'holy woman' spoke, Wang Sheng heard a hint of charm from the singing, which felt like a low request from the red fox Mei'er in his ear, which was extremely difficult to refuse.